The family ate and drank, drinking up two large jars of wine, and then each stood up to say goodbye.
Fan Taozhu and Wu Buzheng both stayed at Prince Wei's Mansion, and only Lei Xiao and Jiang Bi'an needed to go back.
Lei Xiao himself drank more than two kilograms of wine, and when he left the gate of Prince Wei's Mansion, he did not get on his horse. He hung on Jiang Bi'an's shoulders and hummed a wild tune all the way.
Jiang Bi'an also drank a lot, but he didn't put on any pretense on his drinking face. He looked cold and hard all over. He just dragged him all the way to Jiang Mansion. He put off his shoulders and shook off his hand, coldly
Said: "See you later."
As he turned around and went in, Lei Xiao responded vaguely, hummed all the way, and staggered away.
It wasn't until the next morning that he ran over and said to him: "Bian, I wanted to say something to you yesterday, but I was so drunk that I forgot... The prince has been feeling uncomfortable recently, and this is not enough energy.
My son wants to avenge Master Shen. You just have to listen to what she says now. Otherwise, everything you say will be wrong. Even if you say something wrong, you will still get into a fight, so you just act like a mute for a while... for the best.
I think it’s not a bad thing that the master values friendship, what do you think?”
Jiang Bi'an pursed his lips tightly, glanced at him, said nothing, turned around and went to interrogate Zhao Zhongcheng.
Zhao Zhongcheng was a weakling. Besides, he had already opened his mouth. Saying one sentence was not much different from saying a hundred sentences, so Zhao Zhongcheng said everything.
Jiang Bi'an sat in the chair with his long legs stretched out, his hands crossed, and he listened quietly.
Many people would feel uncomfortable in this dark, decaying and bloody environment, but he seemed to be born to adapt to such an environment. The more depressed he was, the more he was able to think calmly.
There were footsteps outside, and Jiang Biding frowned and stood up hastily.
Someone from the security guard over there had already opened the door. It was very dark inside. Tang Shijin squinted his eyes subconsciously, and saw Jiang Bian walking out quickly and said, "What are you doing here?"
He grabbed her arm and walked out. Tang Shijin struggled to break away, but he dragged her a few steps away and said, "What's wrong?"
He looked at her and said, "There are a bunch of torture instruments inside, there's nothing interesting to see."
Tang Shijin was not very curious about this, so he asked, "How was the trial?"
Jiang Bi'an said: "You wait here."
He turned back and took out the confession to show her. Tang Shijin took two steps back and scanned it several times quickly using the light of the wall lamp.
In general, Zhao Zhongcheng is equivalent to a liaison officer, and 90% of the money he receives goes to Zhao Shouzhuo, and everything is handled by Zhao Shouzhuo... But Zhao Zhongcheng has no evidence in his hand. Zhao Shouzhuo is a treacherous person.
Nothing.
Tang Shijin frowned and thought.
Jiang Bian stood a few steps away, looking at her quietly.
Tang Shijin waved, he lowered his eyes, then slowly took a step towards her, bending slightly.
Tang Shijin leaned close to his ear and whispered: "There is always a link where evidence can be left. In fact, it doesn't matter whether there is evidence. I just need to know if there is anything... so that I can spread a rumor. Do you understand?"
Jiang Bian nodded.
Tang Shijin handed him the confession and was about to leave. Jiang Bi'an suddenly raised his hand and touched the Xiuchun scabbard on the wall, blocking her way.
Tang Shijin looked up at him strangely.
Jiang Bian turned around and waved his hand to let the guards in uniforms retreat.
He stood in front of her, looked down at her, and said in a deep voice: "I will not fail to do what you want me to do, nor will I violate it... Jinyiwei relies on hitting wherever he wants. I don't have any big ambitions, and I don't have any big ambitions.
I don’t have much ability, but I can still do it if I just obey you..."
He slowly leaned over and looked into her eyes: "I only have one life, but if you want it, I will risk my life to do it for you. I don't understand from beginning to end, why are you so guarded against me?
I am not a good person to begin with, and I have done bad things before. Why do you always think that there is something more important than you in my heart?"
He is tall, and when he lowers his head and speaks in a condescending manner, he has an invisible sense of intimidation.
She doesn't like this feeling.
She raised her hand without hesitation and pressed it flat on his chest, then slowly pushed him back a few steps and leaned her back against the wall.
Forced to occupy the home court.
In other words, he didn't struggle and gave her the home court.
He looked down at her calmly.
She said word for word: "Jiang Hu, I know you better than you know yourself."
His eyes changed, and after a while, he suddenly smiled.
She had known him for five or six years, but she didn't know until this moment that he actually had a small dimple on his right cheek.
Then he smiled and said: "Really?"
Tang Shijin: "..."
He was pinned against the wall by her, with no defense around him, but the home court she stubbornly held on to was easily taken back by him with his extremely conniving and ruffian smile.
So... no matter how she argued, she always seemed to be coquettish and angry.
She stared at him.
With a smile on his lips and a lingering look in his eyes, he suddenly raised his hand and lightly brushed her cheek with the back of his fingers.
She grabbed his hand.
Several people walked in quickly and then stopped.
The prison is in the shape of a back, and the position where the two of them are standing is at the end of the corner of the back. You can see it when you turn around.
The two people turned around to look at the same time and saw Yan Baiwei walking in with a few people.
Jiang Bian raised his eyebrows.
Tang Shijin threw his hand away, and Jiang Bian turned around and saluted: "His Royal Highness."
Tang Shijin followed and gave a very perfunctory salute.
Yan Baiwei pursed his lips, looked at her and said, "No."
He said: "My father asked me to come and see how Zhao Zhongcheng was doing during the trial, Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang Bi'an replied: "I am currently on trial."
He handed over the confession in his hand, and their eyes briefly collided.
One is tougher than the other.
Tang Shijin decisively rubbed oil on the soles of his feet: "I'm sorry to accompany you."
She turned around and left. After all, she still had a show to sing!
Yan Baiwei and Jiang Bi'an glanced at her back at the same time. When they turned back, their eyes met again. For just a moment, Jiang Bi'an lowered his eyes calmly.
But that doesn't mean throwing in the towel.
In fact, it's more like a declaration of war.
Yan Baiwei's eyes also turned cold, but he didn't say anything. He went directly into the execution room, sat down next to him, and looked at the confession in his hand.
Over there, Tang Shijin quickly slipped out, thought for a moment, and confirmed that she was not wrong at all in this matter, and that she had nothing to feel guilty about!!
She got on the horse, took a few people with her, and walked to Zhao Shouzhuo's mansion.
As she turned the corner, she heard two birds chirping.
This was the agreed-upon signal. She was delayed for about a quarter of an hour, but it was rare that they could arrange it, so she let go of the reins and the horse trotted forward.